It's not even evening, but the twilight has been deeply suppressed by the fine rain.
The morning light will disappear, and the damp water vapor is soaked in the still air a little bit. The lights in the living room were not turned on, and the thick shadows of the trees were smashed into a mess by the summer wind, shrouding them in total darkness.
The light breath fluttered the hair that fell on her shoulders, and spread aimlessly on Yan Qiwei's earlobes and the back of her neck, leaving a touch of ambiguous warmth wherever she went, which made her tremble slightly, and she had no strength.
The palms covering her back strongly supported her limp body, and when Liang Xiao exerted a little force, she leaned forward and fell firmly into his arms.
- This hug was completely reversed, and Yan Qiwei became the passive one instead.
As she got closer, she could clearly feel the young man's rapid and heavy heartbeat, beating in her chest again and again.
There was a breath that was close at hand, the wind swept through the thick branches and leaves in front of the window, and the clear sound of brushing and pulling seemed to be somewhat ambiguous, which made her heart itch.
This hug is crazy but devout.
He tried his best to restrain himself, but it was still difficult to suppress the surging emotions. He could only carefully and forcefully imprison Yan Qiwei in his arms. It seemed that once he let go, she would leave silently again.
Memories of the past linger in my mind.
Liang Xiao remembered the long ramp that she walked with, the birthday gift that lit up his entire youth, those restrained and gentle smiles and hugs.
I also remembered that rainy night many years ago, the girl's faint sobbing, the rust smell spreading in the humid air, and the endless cursing, like an indestructible cage, reappeared in the nightmare every night.
What he wouldn't tell Yan Qiwei was that during the years when he lost her, the confused teenager had to endure every day and night in hell.
The disease, which was already close to recovery, came back with a more violent momentum due to the accident. Liang Xiao had to live in a nursing home for a long time, hallucinations and auditory hallucinations lingered in his mind like ghosts, and the uncontrollable mania made him feel like a madman.
Ironically, the teenager saw so many bizarre visions when he fell ill, the ferocious adoptive parents, the village teacher who once gave him kindness, and even many faces he had never met before, but he had never once been able to see the little boy he was thinking of. Girl - she must not want to see him again, after all Liang Wei's death was ultimately because of him.
But whenever the severe pain gnawed at the nerves, Liang Xiao couldn't help but remember the last words she said to him.
"We will definitely meet in the future. Liang Xiao, wait for me."
Imaginative ideas took shape at that time.
The Liang Wei he knew was completely different from her in the past, in character, hobbies and even all life habits. Maybe, just maybe, the soul hidden in her body is not the one from before, but another person who came from nowhere.
One day, they will really meet again in an unknown future as she said.
This is an idea that only a lunatic would have, and Liang Xiao is indeed an out-and-out lunatic.
She asked him to wait, and he really survived that difficult time, waiting alone for so many years.
Just for a vague statement.
The person in his arms closed his eyes quietly and fell into a deep sleep.
The heartbeat finally calmed down at this moment, and Liang Xiao's wrist forced her to hug her even tighter.
Soft and small, the waist is soft and boneless, like a pool of cool water in the heart.
He lowered his head, raised the corners of his lips in a fragrant milky fragrance, and dropped an unknown kiss on Yan Qiwei's neck.
Seeing Liang Xiao as a teenager again, Yan Qiwei's mood is very complicated.
She secretly liked him for so long, and finally made up their minds, but he didn't know it a few years ago.
It's like facing a piece of sweet pastry that clearly belongs to you, but you can't eat it.
It was so distressing.
The life of high school students is nothing more than learning, learning and re-learning. Everyone is overwhelmed by the heavy burden, and there is no time to think about the romantic situation.
Liang Xiao's grades have risen steadily at an incredible speed, and now he can maintain the top three in the grade without any pressure. His outstanding achievements, gentle and restrained personality, coupled with the good appearance of a fair and pure, fans of younger brothers and sisters have sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain.
Yan Qiwei looked at a group of boys who folded their hands in front of him and pretended to be praying to God and worshipping Buddha. No matter how capable you are, it can't protect you."
"You don't understand!" Zheng Zeyu, headed by him, plausibly said, "The spirit of being a scholar is contagious. Sincerity is good, as long as we are willing to pay homage, we will definitely be able to get a little bit of European spirit."
The other classmates roared, "God is on top, kneel and beg for the rain and dew!"
"Look at poor me! If I fail the exam again, I'll go home for mixed doubles."
Liang Xiao smiled helplessly: "Instead of asking God, why don't you take advantage of this time to do the math finale. I've summed up the solutions of several types of function questions. Would you like to see them?"
What followed was a pack of wolves.
This stalk was laughed at by Yan Qiwei until after school. She was so happy that she also imitated their appearance. She folded her hands and lowered her head: "God Liang Xiao, please bless me in this exam too."
Before she finished speaking, a warm and soft touch was enveloped on the top of her head.
—Liang Xiao chuckled and put his palm on her head, and said solemnly like a preacher: "The Great God Liang Xiao said that he will definitely bless you."
"Really?" She didn't expect Liang Xiao to respond to this joke, showing a surprised smile, "What about the others?"
He answered without hesitation: "They didn't."
At the end, he added with a smile: "All my good luck is for you."
Too, too, the wife is so cute.
Long live God Liang Xiao!
Today Uncle Chen has to deal with personal affairs, so he can't come to school to pick them up and take them home. Liang Qi and Chen Jiayi are so busy with work that they have no spare time.
The bus was overcrowded, like an airtight can of sardines, which immediately made her give up the idea of taking the bus; taxis in the suburbs were hard to wait, and it took a lot of time.
Liang Xiao had inadvertently revealed that she knew how to ride a bicycle, Yan Qiwei had a whim, and suggested renting a bicycle to go home—the night fell, the sun was setting, and young girls and boys were riding on the same bicycle, which is how it is played in the movie.
She's such a clever little devil.
A few years ago, shared bicycles had not been developed, but there were many rental shops in front of the school. They were bowing their heads to choose, when suddenly they heard someone whispering not far away, "Classmate Liang Xiao."
Yan Qiwei heard the words and followed the voice.
A slender girl stood under the street tree, with a single ponytail gently brushing the back of her neck, and the broken street lamps reflected in her dark almond eyes, which made her delicate facial features even more gentle and soft.
Behind her stood two snickering female classmates, as if urging something in a low voice.
Seeing them turn around at the same time, the girl blushed: "You, hello! My name is Tian Tian, I'm a student from Class 1... Well, I've liked you for a long time. If you don't mind, can you exchange contact information?"
Wow.
Yan Qiwei raised her eyes and glanced at the expression of the teenager beside her.
She thought that his face would turn red because of this sudden confession, but for some reason, Liang Xiao just frowned slightly and pursed his thin lips tightly.
After a few years, President Liang's attitude of indifference and alienation has somewhat changed. It turned out that the expressionless rejection of girls was the innate talent of Liang Xiao.
He said firmly: "Sorry."
"Why? Because of learning... "
"No." Liang Xiao subconsciously clenched his fists, and raised his half-closed eyes again, in a somewhat tense tone, "I have someone I like, I'm sorry."
Tian Tian's expression was frustrated, his face was pale, his eyes unconsciously glanced at Yan Qiwei, who was eating melons, and he forced a smile: "It's okay, it was me who was abrupt. You have to work hard to catch the girl you like."
Liang Xiao: "Okay. Come on for the monthly exam."
There is no comfort at all, which is too pure and refined.
He deserves to be in his twenties and still can't find a girlfriend.
"Classmate Liang Xiao." Yan Qiwei laughed and teased him when the girls left in a hurry, "I can't believe that you are a young boy who has just started falling in love. Which lucky girl can win the favor of our family Liang Xiao? "
He didn't speak, he turned his face away to hide his suddenly flushed cheeks: "Go home quickly, it's getting dark."
awkward.
With her hands behind her back, she followed Liang Xiao briskly, poking the boy's red earlobe maliciously.
The latter froze all over, and after a long while, he said with a sigh: "Don't make trouble."
The original owner had never learned cycling before, which just happened to follow Yan Qiwei's wishes, and got into the back seat of the car with a face full of "I don't know, I'm justified".
This is the first time she has done such a small heroine. She was so excited that she couldn't close her mouth. She suddenly heard Liang Xiao whisper in a hesitant tone: "Remember to hold tight and don't fall."
Yan Qiwei coughed: "Where to hold?"
Help, she is like the middle-aged and wretched uncle who molested the heroine in Little Yellow Mosquito, but this feeling is not too bad.
He paused, and seemed to have used a lot of courage before continuing: "...I."
So Yan Qiwei obediently hugged Liang Xiao from behind.
Compared with the malnutrition when he first met, he is still slender, but he is much healthier. The boy's figure is not strong, and through a thin layer of fabric, he can vaguely feel his tight and warm waist.
He was so nervous that he was tensed in a straight line.
When the bicycle started to speed, the oncoming wind picked up the hair and the hem of her clothes. Yan Qiwei couldn't help but let out a chuckle. The girl's crisp voice was like a string of bells, falling into the rampant night wind.
"But then again, I thought you would blush when you were confessed." She looked at the surrounding buildings that receded like a movie rewind, and unconsciously hugged him tighter, "You are obviously such a shy person. "
Liang Xiao's voice was vague: "I don't feel nervous when facing everyone."
"Then who do you feel embarrassed about?" Yan Qiwei pretended to think, "—the person you like?"
This was just a joke, I didn't expect Liang Xiao to answer "En".
She continued to ask, "Liang Xiao, who do you like?"
The forward speed gradually slowed down, and the strong wind became gentle and gentle.
Then Liang Xiao parked the bicycle on the side of the road, and the streetlights stretched the shadow of their close proximity.
He didn't make a sound, but lowered his head, holding the palm of Yan Qiwei's right hand wrapped around her waist with very slow movements, and moved it up.
to his heart.
The heartbeat was so violent that it was about to break free from the restraint of the chest, and the speed was very fast, like a menacing drum.
After about five seconds, Liang Xiao put her hand down again and took a deep breath: "Sit firmly."
Yan Qiwei blinked blankly, because she was slightly stunned by the brief movement just now.
In the palm of her hand, there still seemed to be a violent collision left. This strange feeling flowed through the whole body along the blood vessels, and finally stayed in her heart, tapping secretly and continuously.
He - what is he saying
Liang Xiao's heartbeat was fast.
Maybe, maybe, maybe, he wanted to tell her that he was nervous because of her.
This is answering the question "who is the person he likes".
The heartbeat began to speed up uncontrollably, and the heat spread from the ears.
Yan Qiwei wanted to ask him, "Is this a confession?"
But she was still embarrassed after all, and just sat in the back seat of the car without saying a word.
Then gently pull out his right hand and place it on his chest.
... His heartbeat was indeed a little too fast just now.
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